[ well, denji does enjoy persuading the other — isn't this why they make a perfect match? not that he won't appreciate the slow, steady steps bakugou is taking to be more comfortable with sappy affection, but he also doesn't mind walking him through it. he wouldn't get hurt if he got shoved away or bonked on the head; he can sometimes be rather embarrassing to be around. then again, he'd rather make bakugou hiss at him instead of not expressing himself enough. he will fucking voice out and show him the intensity of his emotions whether katsuki can handle it or not. he's not the type to be subtle, hopes the stars will aline and somehow bakugou can start reading minds — fuck that. he's loud, bold, and demanding. if his boyfriend tolerates that, then it's his job to embrace getting a blast to the face when he's being too needy. that's a relationship right here.
with his body still hidden under the water, denji snickers at that justification. jeez, he's getting called out for trying to be a gentleman, trying to avert his eyes from the sinful temptations of a perfectly shaped body. the audacity to be ridiculed for it. ] I am a weak man, Kacchan. Very weak. [ hasn't his record proven this already? besides, if the villagers thought it was blasphemy to bring two beds together in their humble motels, how would they react to walking in two guys going at it in the middle of the lake? he's doing this to protect his lover's honor because denji doesn't give a shit about being shamed by the public. then again, horny thoughts aside, he is — hmm, happy. denji glanced up as the last hues of an approaching sunset painted the sky, streaks of pink and orange fading into the warm blue. the water rose slowly as he waded in further, coolness seeping into his skin, soothing his senses. he then took a deep breath and submerged fully, the world muffling into silence for a brief, peaceful moment. when he emerged, droplets clung to his skin, catching the dim light that was just beginning to fade into dusk. unfortunately for bakugou, the fireflies — are fated to come in and set the mood. not right now, but soon. be ready, hero.
he then caught a side of his boyfriend he had never seen, and denji was drawn to it in a beat, staring at him as bakugou struggled for an answer. for a brief minute, a fleeting thought, denji felt a bit guilty. it was not his intention to make the other assume he was missing out on his younger years, and to see that frustration made his heart ache, but then — maybe it's not a bad thing. slowly, he stood up, the surface of the water lowering down to his abdomen as he approached the other boy, closing in the modest distance between them. there is a childish, innocent curiosity behind the way denji leaned in, smiling as he appreciated the new expression on bakugou's features. it's strange how — he loved it. it's a bit vulnerable. in a beautiful, heartwarming way. ]
We can figure it out. Together ... [ denji's bucket list is ready and growing in any given chance, and he started it when his first salary dropped. he still yearns for katsuki to be the one he experiences with, even when some of it is fated to clash with the other boy's morals. gently, he reached out to brush the back of his fingers over his lover's cheek. what a handsome boy. even when he's in doubt. ] I'll do anything you wanna do. I promise I'll enjoy it. [ he then opens his mouth - playfully threatening that he's about to drop the corniest line bakugou has ever heard. like, did he need to say it? "I'll enjoy it because I'll be with you" — alas, he holds it back, grinning sheepishly. right, he didn't want to ruin this. he's actually loving every second of their time together here.
soon after, he pulled his hand away and left the other's side, not before making a quick gesture that they forgot the cleaning products. it didn't take long for him to reach bakugou again, this time holding the tiny bar of soap. if they drop this fucker, they will never see it again as it sinks to the bottom of the lake. bakugou shouldn't trust denji to hold it. take it away from him, please. ]
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with his body still hidden under the water, denji snickers at that justification. jeez, he's getting called out for trying to be a gentleman, trying to avert his eyes from the sinful temptations of a perfectly shaped body. the audacity to be ridiculed for it. ] I am a weak man, Kacchan. Very weak. [ hasn't his record proven this already? besides, if the villagers thought it was blasphemy to bring two beds together in their humble motels, how would they react to walking in two guys going at it in the middle of the lake? he's doing this to protect his lover's honor because denji doesn't give a shit about being shamed by the public. then again, horny thoughts aside, he is — hmm, happy. denji glanced up as the last hues of an approaching sunset painted the sky, streaks of pink and orange fading into the warm blue. the water rose slowly as he waded in further, coolness seeping into his skin, soothing his senses. he then took a deep breath and submerged fully, the world muffling into silence for a brief, peaceful moment. when he emerged, droplets clung to his skin, catching the dim light that was just beginning to fade into dusk. unfortunately for bakugou, the fireflies — are fated to come in and set the mood. not right now, but soon. be ready, hero.
he then caught a side of his boyfriend he had never seen, and denji was drawn to it in a beat, staring at him as bakugou struggled for an answer. for a brief minute, a fleeting thought, denji felt a bit guilty. it was not his intention to make the other assume he was missing out on his younger years, and to see that frustration made his heart ache, but then — maybe it's not a bad thing. slowly, he stood up, the surface of the water lowering down to his abdomen as he approached the other boy, closing in the modest distance between them. there is a childish, innocent curiosity behind the way denji leaned in, smiling as he appreciated the new expression on bakugou's features. it's strange how — he loved it. it's a bit vulnerable. in a beautiful, heartwarming way. ]
We can figure it out. Together ... [ denji's bucket list is ready and growing in any given chance, and he started it when his first salary dropped. he still yearns for katsuki to be the one he experiences with, even when some of it is fated to clash with the other boy's morals. gently, he reached out to brush the back of his fingers over his lover's cheek. what a handsome boy. even when he's in doubt. ] I'll do anything you wanna do. I promise I'll enjoy it. [ he then opens his mouth - playfully threatening that he's about to drop the corniest line bakugou has ever heard. like, did he need to say it? "I'll enjoy it because I'll be with you" — alas, he holds it back, grinning sheepishly. right, he didn't want to ruin this. he's actually loving every second of their time together here.
soon after, he pulled his hand away and left the other's side, not before making a quick gesture that they forgot the cleaning products. it didn't take long for him to reach bakugou again, this time holding the tiny bar of soap. if they drop this fucker, they will never see it again as it sinks to the bottom of the lake. bakugou shouldn't trust denji to hold it. take it away from him, please. ]
Wanna tell me one thing, at least? something you wanna do but never had the chance yet?